Have you noticed it? The gorgeous September moon. 

There I was standing in the parking lot at Wal-Mart calling to folks who passed by to look at the eastern sky.

A beautiful full orange moon was poised just behind the steeple of West Heights Baptist Church.

It was the second time I stopped people and made them look at the sky. Last June I did the same when a giant rainbow arced across the eastern sky. Now it was the moon.

I just can’t help myself when I see something beautiful, I think others must share in the beauty.

It was more dangerous than usual for me to drive home that night. I kept looking in my outside rear view mirror at the orange moon following me home.

When I got there I called my sister Kirsten.

“You’ve gotta see the moon,” I insisted.

“I can’t see it from the back door,” she replied.

“Then hang up the phone and go outside and look at it,” I ordered.

I don’t know if she followed my orders, but if she didn’t, she surely missed a pretty sight.

This wasn’t the first time the moon has enamored me in the last few days.

One day as I travelled the streets the moon was a pale sphere rising in the east while the giant fire ball sun was setting in the western sky.

That’s a sight you don’t get to see too often, and I was grateful to have caught it.

I realize the sun and the moon are every day sights, but sometimes we get caught up in “living” that we forget to stop and notice the miracles around us.

Our world turns one more day and we are in it. Golden yellow flowers nod in the breeze against an azure sky. The wind whispers to the leaves in the trees high above of the fall that is sure to come.

And the ever changing moon goes from full to half to a deep grin, marking our days, reminding us that life, with its little pleasures, is indeed good.